I had known Desmond since primary school
we both played hard rugby games for United Juniors
before Desmond moved up to United Seniors
at his funeral in respect two rugby teams formed an honour guard
United Seniors in Waimangaroa red club dress jerseys at the front
United Juniors in Waimangaroa red club dress jerseys at the back
Desmond's coffin was solemn carried past between us
with bowed heads in two lines carried past between us
a headless corpse in a coffin carried past between us
it is a bitter sad way for a man to say goodbye to a friend
the memory haunted for a long time
the memory horror haunted hurt for a long time
a friend carried past headless in a coffin
buried in local communal cemetery
buried in beautiful coffin without head
Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem